Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 17

After the children left, Monica stood there as if she had lost her soul, with no more smile on her face.

Surprisingly, Stanley felt no disgust, just like how he could eat that egg–tomato pasta Despite not eating anything for years, he could eat what she made. It gave him the feeling of being reborn.

“I don’t believe you got married. How could you hide a marriage for seven years?” Monica wanted an answer to comfort herself.

“If there’s nothing else, you can leave now,” he said, ignoring her sadness and distress. “I’ll have the design department come up with a proposal for the custom jewelry project from the Kingdom of Brundela’s royal family. You don’t have to worry about it.”

*Please answer my question.” She struggled to control her emotions. “You can’t possibly hide your marriage, can you? You just don’t want to get married so early and live according to Mrs. Fox’s wishes, so you staged this whole thing, right?”

After closing his laptop, he stood up and left with cold and firm footsteps. Without looking back, he walked away with his hands in his pockets, not bothering to deal with her.

Left behind was Monica, gritting her teeth while watching his back, feeling a surge of resentment in her chest. Is it impossible for me to have his heart, no matter how hard I try? No way! I can’t fail; I can’t give up like this.

Bay, there was a retro villa with a serene environment that was suitable for recuperation. Inside stood Jennifer Fox in the center of the living room, dressed in a long–sleeved white coat with a half–faced delicate mask. After looking at the information her subordinates had found on Melinda, she turned so angry

community leader of a poor village!” The furious Jennifer slammed the documents

pictures and a

ferocity that she felt unsteady on her feet. Seeing that, her maid, Stephanie, quickly supported

nowhere, how could they possibly be Stanley’s? That’s ridiculous!” As she glared fiercely at the messy documents on the table, she bellowed, “Call tnovelxo.com fast updatehat

“Yes, Mrs. Fox.”

future. How dare he send me a threatening message demanding that I make chicken soup and even ask the children to deliver it to his office at the time he wants? What act is he putting on again?

an unfamiliar number. The moment she answered the call, the caller asked in a forceful tone, “Are you Melinda?”

“Who are you?”

domineering. “I saw the news. I want to meet you. Come to

do you want with me?” Melinda asked

about the relationship between you and my son! How could

your marriage certificate two days ago! Stop talking nonsense and

Melinda to refuse. However, Melinda was not the